"..I see skies of smoke,
ashes of white,
the long bloody days,
the dark cold nights,
and I think to myself,
what a wonderful world.."
ashes of white,
the long bloody days,
the dark cold nights,
and I think to myself,
what a wonderful world.."
Dear lonely isle,
With so many people in the world today, it's not surprising that suicide rates go up. We've come a long way since the dark ages. We've combated diseases, epidemics, plagues, and most of the time, each other.
Really, mortality rates are decreasing, and people start living longer, better, and healthier. At the rate we're going, it's going to get a little crowded soon.
Now there's a new way to keep us booming mankind in check I suppose.
Because we longer wage war on the battle field, we wage wars within us. Depression, mental stress, psychological illnesses, and the incurable - AIDS. We wage wars against famine, and starvation of the poorer nations. We deal with the global crisis of bankrupted nations. And of course, who could forget the demons in our heads? The ones that ultimatedly created what is known nowadays as terrorism.
All for the same reasons, we are doing what can be a more civilised way of making war. We take a bunch of people, fill their heads with ideas, and send them out to terrorise the world. That's ambition.
Stubborn-headedness, sheer imbecility, outright greed and selfishness. The very same agents that made us barbarians are back donning suits and ties, living fancy lives and basically having a whole new modern exterior. But that don't fool us. It's all still the same on the inside.
Or are we fooled?
On and on we go, in circles and loops and really just another round around the mulberry bush, we dance in the mistakes of our forefathers. We've shedded the more outrageous clothing yes, but we're still doing the same tango. We let pride, stupidity and egos rule our heads and move the body around. Sure there's all that women liberty and all, but what we actually did was let them join in the fun. Sure, of course you can have rights. Pick up some guns and step this way ladies.
Maybe because hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And to be really twisted, you got to need a mind of woman.
But all in all, something's got to keep mankind in check. Might as well be us ourselves.
Only because I'd hate to think of anything else doing the accounting.
love, joyce.
Really, mortality rates are decreasing, and people start living longer, better, and healthier. At the rate we're going, it's going to get a little crowded soon.
Now there's a new way to keep us booming mankind in check I suppose.
Because we longer wage war on the battle field, we wage wars within us. Depression, mental stress, psychological illnesses, and the incurable - AIDS. We wage wars against famine, and starvation of the poorer nations. We deal with the global crisis of bankrupted nations. And of course, who could forget the demons in our heads? The ones that ultimatedly created what is known nowadays as terrorism.
All for the same reasons, we are doing what can be a more civilised way of making war. We take a bunch of people, fill their heads with ideas, and send them out to terrorise the world. That's ambition.
Stubborn-headedness, sheer imbecility, outright greed and selfishness. The very same agents that made us barbarians are back donning suits and ties, living fancy lives and basically having a whole new modern exterior. But that don't fool us. It's all still the same on the inside.
Or are we fooled?
On and on we go, in circles and loops and really just another round around the mulberry bush, we dance in the mistakes of our forefathers. We've shedded the more outrageous clothing yes, but we're still doing the same tango. We let pride, stupidity and egos rule our heads and move the body around. Sure there's all that women liberty and all, but what we actually did was let them join in the fun. Sure, of course you can have rights. Pick up some guns and step this way ladies.
Maybe because hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And to be really twisted, you got to need a mind of woman.
But all in all, something's got to keep mankind in check. Might as well be us ourselves.
Only because I'd hate to think of anything else doing the accounting.
love, joyce.
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